This book is quite simply one of the funniest things I’ve ever read. Yes, it’s crass; yes, it’s profane; and yes, it can be a bit over-the-top, but holy mother is it funny… and no, it’s not without a lot of heart; the type of heart you can only find in places like Buffalo, NY, in the dead of winter… after four consecutive Super Bowl losses.
The characters are as demented as they are endearing, and, if there is any justice in this world, will someday find themselves immortalized on a big screen somewhere, not unlike Animal House’s Blutarski, Fast Times’s Spicoli, or The Hangover’s Alan Garner.
If you’re looking for something in league with Stern’s Private Parts or Artie Donovan’s Fatso in terms of funny, do yourself a favor and check this tome out; you will NOT be disappointed.